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kxng crooked - i luv y'all lyrics

[hook]
2019 i had the hottest flows
fifty-two ghetto jams, word to domino
i don’t wanna leave but i gotta go
said, i don’t wanna leave but i gotta go
in 2020 you should let the pill bottle go
blow up some chronic smoke, let the marijuana blow
i don’t wanna leave but i gotta go
i don’t wanna leave but i gotta go

[verse 1]
lyricist of the year, lyrics are what they fear
they shivering, i can hear em’, i did it
another year, i’m switching another gear
i’m bumping em in the hood, your fearing another year
i’m really a puppeteer pulling strings, you f-ck with me
crooked swings, you f-ck with me
bullet sing you a sad song
you rapper never last long, blink your -ss gone
all you talk about is crack, and you ain’t got bars
so your rap song remind me of bad reception on trap phones
don’t let us catch you moonwalking though the jackson
we leave you b-tt–ss naked in your balenciagas
roll your -ss up like an enchilada or ?
one blast look like i splash ??? or get your prada
they forgot his entry album, my sh-t is hotter
your foolery is confusing me, i think i should do the eulogy
for the real n–ga you use to be

[verse 2]
it’s nothin y’all could tell me
i am a deity mixed with pac, the ? mackaveli
i’m the ???, lil mama got the jelly
like nas, i put the unborn ? across her belly
i got parelly, she parking next to my old school
the she give me brains in my house, like i was homeschooled
my rap pace is systematic in this rat race
my fanbase is just organic, n–ga whole food
you get your strings from machines, sh-t is so different
but machines ain’t purchasing no tickets
your ticket sales so low ain’t even no crickets
the industry should be a broadway play, because it’s so wicked
people pretend to be a friend of me but really be an enemy, my energy is i ain’t got time
for the bad vibes you sending me, but i keep a mac-10 with me
offending me, your next akin’ll be verifying your ident-ty
at the morgue, i stay out the way
and don’t bother n0body till it’s time to come out and play
that’s the california way, how ?? say it
to this day, ?? ya’ll pray
reverse the beat, i gave you a verse a week
i asked for the smoke and low level jokers were first to speak
for ?? they worked the fee, they was earning an -ssociates in death, that’s murder in the first degree
shout out my homie big hutch, rip kmg
the benz is amg, the monte carlos 83′
dippin through crenshaw, i throw the west coast up at the met mural
i’ve been supersonic since baby-d
california is the mode i’m in
my sober mind, i can see through the solar men, i can see what you holding in
everything between joe and em’s between joe and him
but keep playing sl!ck with my name joey, i’m going in
i only joke with friends
it’s crooked

[outro]
yeah
on some ready to die, track number five sh-t
anyway, let me salute this
good looking my g
everybody who rocked with this series you know what i’m saying

- kxng crooked lyrics

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